Chapter Six

Not How It's Supposed To Be

Almost immediately he scrambled away from me, backing himself up into a wall. "What the hell are you?" He said as he struggled to bring himself to a standing position. I guess he's more hurt then I thought. His eyes ticked over to Connor and then back again to me.

"I'm... Well, I'm me for lack of a better word." I said simply.

Ignoring me almost completely now he turned to Connor. "Care to explain?"

"Hey, don't look at me, she just showed up. I didn't even know she knew you up until ten minutes ago."

Angel warily scooted by me, clutching his ribs as he went. "You're hurt." I tried to go to him but with one look I stopped. I don't know how many times I had seen that look on his face during patrol when we were dating. Angelus was always hidden right under the surface when he was mad.

"Touch me and you'll regret it." He gritted out.

"Angel..."

"Where the hell did you find her?" He interrupted me.

"She showed up inside the bar, I took her into the back room" Angel raised an eyebrow. "For protection." Connor stated, knowing what the other male was thinking.

Slowly regaining his composure he turned to me. "So, what are you? Demon, sorcerer, another one of Leon's cronies?"

"Angel, it's me, I swear." Fear was starting to overtake me. He actually didn't believe me. I was standing right in front of him and he still couldn't wrap his mind around the idea that it was me.

"Yeah, because I haven't heard that one before." Advancing towards me he pulled a knife out of his back pocket. "Now, either you tell me what you are or we find out the hard way." Refusing to show my fear I stayed in my place even when he came right up in front of me, the cool knife hovering threateningly at the side.

"You really don't believe me." I stated looking him dead on in the eye. "Angel, you know it's me. I don't know what's happened over the years but I swear to you that it's me."

"Strike two. One more and you're out." The knife inched closer.

"Dad," Connor came from the background. "I don't think she's a demon..."

My eyes grew wide. "Dad?" I starred at Angel as something flickered across his face, but in an instant it was gone. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Screw the knife in his hands, now I was pissed. I pushed my self past him regaining my personal space. "I want answers Angel."

"Answers? Who the hell do you think you are coming to my town, wearing the face of.... Of her, and then suddenly demanding answers about my life! Sorry honey, not going to happen."

It was my turn to advance on him. "I've had a really bad week Angel and I really don't need this right now."

"Same here." He growled pushing me up against a nearby wall. "Now I want you to go back and tell Leon that next time he'll have to do better."

Pushing him off me I glared at him. "I don't work for Leon! Please, Angel just look at me. I'm Buffy."

"Listen to me..."

"No! You listen to me! I don't know what's happened to you over the past hundred years or so, I don't even know what happened to me. Now, I'm Buffy weather you want to believe it or not. And I'm sorry for coming back and ruining your little life style but I needed to see someone. I woke up in an alley a week ago not knowing where the hell I was or if my little sister was even alive! Then I proceeded to get molested by some creep in a bar, then I find out that for some reason I've missed three hundred years of life!"

A vamp who had obviously been watching us for the past couple minute jumped down beside me snarling. "Not now." I said as I staked him, not even watching him as he clutched the piece of wood in his heart in surprise. "I'm scared." I said looking at the emotionless face of the man I loved. "When I found out you were alive noting else mattered except finding you. I realize now that I should have probably broke the news of me here a little bit better but that kind of stuff doesn't really cross your mind when you're upset!"

I was breathing heavily by the time I finished talking. All through my little speech Angel hadn't even moved a muscle.

"You done?" He said after a few minutes.

I looked at him in disbelief as tears started forming in my eyes. I thought that once I saw him that everything would be okay again, that nothing else in this world would matter because I had him. Obviously I was wrong.

"Yeah," I said in barley a whisper. "I'm done." Turning around I slowly walked off not knowing where I was headed. It didn't matter anymore. The one thing in my world that had always been constant had suddenly been pulled out beneath me.

"Buffy?" Connor asked from behind me. Quickly I wiped away my tears and turned to him. "Do you want me to take you back home?" He asked slowly.

"Aren't you worried that I'm just some demon come to screw up your life just a little bit more?" I tried to say it sarcastically but somehow it just came out as bitter anger.

'No." He took my hand and started to lead me home. "Look, sometimes my dad can be a little... dramatic. But it doesn't necessarily mean anything."

The tears started back up again as I heard Connor calling Angel dad. I wouldn't ask tonight what that all meant. I don't think I could handle it.

"Do you even know why he was acting like that?" Connor asked when I didn't offer him any information of my own.

"You remember that vampire that I dated when I was younger?" I said, leaving it up to that. Connor seemed to understand clearly, just giving me a curt nod in return.

"We better get you home. You must be tired." His voice was a lot tighter then it was before. Something had once happened between father and son; I knew that by the way the two of them acted around each other. But now was not the time to find out. Nodding my head in submission I let him lead me back to what I now was starting to consider home.